pub And crack a brew, what the fuck ya gonna do? I rip shit, kill it, cut your gut and spill it Treat ya like a gas tank, take your ass and fill it And
Fordítás: House Of Pain. Ház és a Rising Son.
your gut and spill it Treat ya like a gas tank, take your ass and fill it And take ya for a ride to where I reside Put your face in my pillow, and have
cut your gut and spill it Treat ya like a gas tank, take your ass and fill it And take ya for a ride to where I reside Put your face in my pillow, and
Of sights unseen and voices unheard And finally the bomb gets the last word Christians killed Muslims, and Germans killed Jews And everybody's bodies are used and
shots And drug spots, well, if you're too poor to move out Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, walkin' through shootouts And you doubt God
my mom and my pops I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seats and jump around Jump around, jump up and get down Jump around, jump around Jump up and
Coast Where it all started what're you retarded You're startin' to trip from that Jheri Curl drip Soakin' in your brain the house of pain Is causin' pain and feelin' pain
and my pops Chorus I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up jump up and get down Jump (18x) I'll serve your ass like john
in wayside, watch your backside White and black crime is what goes on And life goes on And life goes on And life goes on And life goes on And on and
The painful stings of flying things have worn away his flesh and popped at his eyes At the blackness, he lashes out and cries: "You cowards and your
gun The painful stings of flying things have worn away his flesh and popped his eyes. At the blackness, he lashes out and cries: "You cowards and your
, funk And let the king of swingers drive Benz out the trunk I'm the magnificent, roaster, who's the man? Run down and low to the promised land No compromise
And the battle began God against giant And giant against god The brave armies clashed After a long battle Both giants and gods Laid on the ground Never to rise
the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops Chorus I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up Jump up and